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01.12.23
I don’t miss the girl
I was — though oh, I wish some-
-body would mourn her
21.11.23
What’s the name for this?
it’s on the tip of my tongue.
Like lips. Like fingertips.
01.04.23
Love me like the moon
in all my shades and stages
when I’m dark and done
25.03.23
But this is life. Not
heaven. How could any-one
expect perfection?
21.03.23
Oh, I could say love-
-ing you made me better. It
was leaving that did
20.03.23
I fear I’m the type
that loves all at once, right then
and there. Or never
25.01.23
I wonder what else
I missed for having given
up — a bit too soon
24.01.23
I lie awake to-
-night and lament on all the
